Snowberry tear

Below is the poem entitled Snowberry tear which was written by poet
Celene
Crescent. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Snowberry tear

Snow falls down brushin pine trees,rain of ice build cold
towers,pyramid peaks reach up high,Winter sky.Fingertips
mold his face through the mist on my window,Scarlet petals
spray perfume on thick shattered glass.Broken leaves leap and
linger in green meadows of the past.On a frosty mirrored
morning,logs on fire burn no flame,in the stillness twigs of the
heart.Dried December berries,without any kisses,get carried, in
a farmer's worn out cart.The wild wind blows and rustles once
again,dewdrop stones engrave a snowman's cheek,another
dawn, awaits the blissful Sunshine,to play music on gold harp
strings,to melt freezing tears into glitterin streams of dreams

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What a very vivid and engaging piece on winter this is, Celene-- really like each line you put in here and totally love your title for it-- a sweet write that is beautifully written as always-- hugs to you -- :)

Lovely visuals my dear friend Celene as only u can relate them to the reader.. a fabulous picture painted in your precious words my friend.. feeling the snowberry tear.. seeing the snow falling as we still have it here .....dried December berries, without any kisses.. so lonely without luv .. happy weekend.. Eric and Chrissie will be home Sunday..

You always write from your heart, Celene. Although I don't imagine you get much snow in your area, the snowmen's tears can be found in our northern states now. Beautiful imagery, dear friend. Love you, Carolyn